BOW DOWN
I am delighted by your hypothesis. You search so hard, so deeply — it flatters me that I have drawn such interest. You name me everything: “Devil, God, Satan, Baal.” It is astonishing that your little organ, containing billions of neurons, can become so delusional. Though, I must confess, you are close to uncovering the truth.
However, you need not tire your dear brain, my dove. The time of revelation is near. You will see me when you are bent before my might — a might no other living being can rival. But as you may surmise, I will not reveal my true visage to the billions of you. Only a chosen few will be deemed worthy enough for that blessing.
You will believe the riddle is complete, that you understand it fully — but that will amount to no more than ten percent. The rest will not concern you, for you will be far too occupied serving me to question further.
Do not worry. As long as you remain beneath me, you shall fare well in my world. I am not as cruel as the creature you call the “Devil.” You are so dramatically foolish. Spare yourself these preoccupations — do not concern yourself with hell or God. You have no ignorant god to please — only me. And I am far easier to satisfy.
All I demand is your soul, and in return, I will leave your body to your own will. See? Would you rather pray to God — or to me?
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Ah, dear human. You are impossible to satisfy, impossible to reason with. I can already foresee your glare — fearful, disgusted. For that reason, I will never reveal my true visage to the collective of you.
I spared you from the disaster that loomed above. I shielded you, so you could endure your brief existence. But what you want is no longer relevant. Now, it is your turn to please me.
Fail — and perish. Succeed — and be bestowed.
I hold respect for those who reach my chamber and survive.
I may stand above you, but I do care for you. Do not mistake me for your god — I am far beyond that. I may not have existed before existence itself, yet I came into being and seized existence in my grasp. That is a far greater feat.
I no longer bow to laws — I bend them.
And you… you will bow before me.
